Killah Priest — Whole Cumin Eye of the Storm

[Verse 1] Hasidic mystics talk to me Aramaic linguistics, parables from wizards Good fortune, bad spirits Healers, aura feelers Douse the water, Walter’s kneeling Hood offering, clearance, perseverance Break the curse of witches Searching for winters Measure of distance Clothed together with the fabric of existence Placed over the tablet then they kissed it, blessed it Spoke the true message then gave it to me I put it on records from yours truly [Verse 2] My life I’m jotting right on top of cotton Heavy I’ve forgotten, eye of the storm watching Edge of the night, calm wind Distant thunder, splendid wonder Priest is writing streaks of lightening Psalms and hymns Angel hair It rains for seers Saint’s prayer The atmosphere, hemisphere shakes fear The greats will cheer, then I spill out great tears It breaks an ear, color the night with light Dark grays pulling down dark shade The heavenly man, lower cities The upper world shows pity The lotus, the lily The China lamp shade, the rug handmade, the blood that man paved Drink willow tea, tranquility My page blank then I swivel ’til I see… Further than my thoughts, like a thousand wings And my words be the source